Forbidden Mates

Jace Wild, 117-year old vampire prince. He is a bad boy by day and a hard working prince by night. The young prince is yet to find his blood mate but he is starting to expect the worst.
Dakota Jasper, 16-year old daughter of the Alpha King. Just going through her first shift into her new wolf this princess is causing trouble but will take her princess duties seriously. Like Jace she has not found her True Mate.
These two people from two different worlds. Each told story's about the other are matched together destined to change the world must face the challenges that are put against them in order to stay together.

1. Jase Wild

Jace*

I walked down the hall as my friends trailed behind me. I listened as the girls talked and gossiped. I was the prince of vampires every girl through their selves at me in hopes that they were my blood mate but alas I had not found her. I should have found her on my last birthday but there is no sign of her there is only two explanation as to why I haven't found her.

1: she's dead

2: she of another race

I broke from my friends and walked into my private room were no one was allowed to enter exempt me unless invited in. I looked into a mirror and saw a guy with long black hair, gold eyes,piercings and a birth mark on his left shoulder. The guy stood a 6"2' he was skinny but still muscular. He was pale but the wasn't uncommon amongst his species. He dressed his part but only I know that how he acted at school was a lie. The guy was smart and wasn't really the mean preppy guy that the people around school thought he was. The guy was me, I was this truly nice guy who acted as though he is an Asshole to keep up his rank at school.

I walked over and pressed a hidden button that rotated the wall to revel a giant book shelf full of vampire history. I plopped onto my couch and began to read the 3000 page book. Three hours passed and i had finished. I got up and went to the training room, I spared for another three hours till I was summoned by one of the maid to head home for dinner. When I arrived to the table my parents were having a deep conversation. It sounded like it was something about the wolves.

All my life I have been told the horrors of the humans that could turn into beasts. When I was young I would have nightmares about them. The dreams were always about a pack of wolves attacking my people and killing them all,but now I only dream of one. These dreams began on my 117th birthday. The wolf was black with blue at the tips of her ears, paws and tail. Her eyes were two toned one summer blue the other gold. I don't know how I know that the wolf was female but every time that I wake up from these dreams I'm always left with my heart in pain. This wolf had a pull on me and I wanted to know why but there is no one that I could talk to about it because everyone would think I'm insane. The wolves and my kind have and ancient conflict that separates us no one but the elders know how it began but they won't tell the younger generations. The only thing they tell us it to never trust a wolf they a cunning, lying animals that are a waste of space.I struggled with falling back a sleep so I got up, got dressed and decided I would go find some fresh dinner in the forest.